“He’s also my kid brother,” Damon reminded him, and Drew nodded reluctantly.
“Fair enough. But he’s going to want to know where you are,” he warned. “If you’re gone for longer than a day or two.”
“I’m not going to lie to him,” Damon agreed. “I did enough of that. You feel free to tell him what you know, if he asks. Just don’t volunteer anything.”
Drew nodded, a small smile curling the edges of his mouth. “I can do that.” He reached out and clasped Damon’s hand. “Take care.”
“Will do.” Damon lifted his chin in acknowledgment. Drew ushered them out a side door from the kitchen to a three-bay garage, where a silver Acura SUV was parked alongside a cherry-red Dodge Charger and a half-restored classic car that sported a patchwork-quilt of various colors.
Damon and Drew stepped through the door, but Sebastian held Cain back.
“He’s been through enough,” Bas warned, tilting his head toward Damon. His voice was low and his blue eyes anything but friendly. “Whatever you’re thinking, whatever idea you and your dad are planning? Think again. I will ruin you both.”
Cain pulled his arm out of Bas’s grasp, sudden fury suffusing him. He was tired of this bullshit. Sebastian Seaver hadnogrounds to judge him.Fuck that.
“Suddenly you think you’re Damon’s defender?” he hissed.
“He’s family,” Bas said again.And you’re notwas left unsaid, but couldn’t have been clearer.
“Let’s get one thing straight. Damonhasbeen through enough, partly because you couldn’t keep your fucking mouth shut after the crash.Whoworked up the media?Whowanted his pound of flesh even from a man he thought was dead?” He watched in satisfaction as Bas’s face flushed. “Yeah, that’s right. And I amwellaware that my father is an asshole, but don’t youdarelecture me about the choices we make for the sake of our families before you take a long look in the mirror, Sebastian Seaver.”
Bas’s eyebrow twitched. “So you’re not totally incapable of finding your balls when you need to stand up for something? That’s comforting, Shaw.”
Cain shook his head. He couldn’t believe he’d tortured himself over Bas’s opinion of him when the guy was fucking clueless. “Once again,Seaver, look in the mirror. I have no clue what’s going on with you and Drew, but how about you man up and stop dicking him around?”
Bas’s chin went back and his jaw set.
“Cain? You coming, kid?” Damon called from the garage.
Cain’s gaze swung in his direction.Kid. Really? Again? Cain was in a temper, and Damon had been warned.
“Yeah,Big Daddy,” he said sweetly. “I’ll drive.”
